Chapter 418: Mo Shaoqiu VS Gandi Luo

Black Soul Leader? "
The pupils couldn't help shrinking severely, and everyone present couldn't help looking at this familiar face in disbelief, stunned.
Especially that Yan Tianxing said even more incredible: how is it possible? He was obviously an iron suit, how could he suddenly become the Black Soul Leader? "
Yan Tianxing, haven't seen you in a hundred years, you are still so pedantic, and your reaction is worse than that of a little girl. This is the reason why the old man destroyed your entire sect, but only let you go. Your understanding is so bad... I really let the old man feel relieved, hahaha! "
Seeing his ignorant look, the ghost king couldn't help laughing again and again.
Yan Tianxing's body shook slightly, and finally reacted, horrified: You...are you the king of ghosts? "
Yes, the old man is the master of the black soul and the king of ghosts. The old man has never been a descendant, there is only one deity, and the rest is your imagination, hum. "
Are you the old man who was killed by Daxia Yang on the spot in the imperial city? "
Everything became clear. Everyone in Yan Tianxing looked at each other, but they were completely shocked: Then why are you completely different from a hundred years ago, and now you have become like Brother Tie? Where is Brother Iron now? "
Yan Tianxing's eyes were full of confusion. The ghost king glared at him, but he smiled evilly. Now that there is nothing to hide, he said indifferently: I am the first leader of the Holy Fire Sect with vast magical powers and boundless magical powers. A set of superb magic techniques for moving souls, which can replace human souls. "
The old man used this technique a hundred years ago to escape the chase of Ouyang Feiying, the former leader of the Holy Flame. Now he used this technique to escape the slaughter of the gods and heroes. It is true that the first generation of holy leaders is alive in the sky, protect me from death, hahaha! "
Move the soul? "
Yan Tianxing rolled his eyes and immediately understood: You mean, this set of magic techniques can replace the human soul? So your soul ran to Brother Tie, where is the soul of Brother Tie? Is it possible that the dead old man is actually Brother Iron? "
Suddenly, Yan Tianxing and others were shocked.
Unexpectedly, the black soul leader who Yang Feng killed at the beginning was actually the soul of the iron suit. Doesn't that mean that the iron suit was killed at that time?
At the thought of this, everyone was heartbroken and sad.
The ghost king just looked at them with such a sneer, silently.
But after Yue'er on the side rolled her eyes, she suddenly said: No, it was not the iron jersey that died at that time, it was Jun Buren. The ghost king himself took the body of the iron jersey, replaced the soul of Jun Buren into his body, and became a dead ghost for himself. And now, the real iron suit is in Jun Buren's body. "
Oh? how do I say this? "
Hearing what she said, Yan Tianxing and the others were all strange. The ghost king also changed his complexion slightly. He took a deep look at Yue'er and smiled evilly: Little girl, where did you start? The old man’s greatest enemy is the iron suit. Why would the old man let Jun unruly replace the dead ghost instead of him? "
It is because he and you are mortal enemies, so you don't worry about him as your surrogate. "
There was a flash of light in her eyes, Yue'er seemed to have seen it with her own eyes, and said indifferently: At that time, you were blocked in the imperial city by the gods and heroes, and there was no way to escape, so she came up with this Li Daitao stiff, moving flowers and trees to escape. However, things on the battlefield change rapidly. If you let an enemy into your body, if the hero didn't kill him in the first time, and he told your conspiracy, then your strategy would be completely defeated. "
Therefore, even if you are a dead ghost, you must find a confidant who is loyal to you, will not betray you, and will die for you, so that you can ensure your absolute safety. This person, only Jun is not suitable. Moreover, you have already killed him, and he seems to have stepped on your bottom line. Therefore, I think that the person who died is the unkind man, and the one who was severely injured by you and imprisoned was the iron suit. "
Happiness!
Unable to pat his palms lightly, Ghost King Xie smiled and nodded and said: Wonderful, wonderful, it's not bad at all. The old man only discovered now that you girl is really not ordinary smart. And you old fools, who have lived for more than a hundred years, but Xin Si City Mansion can't even compare to a little girl. It's really a living dog's belly, Jie Jie! "
The Ghost King was smiling evilly, Yue'er squinted her eyes slightly, but slowly hid her hand behind her back and swayed gently.
The elders behind him met and immediately understood that this was for them to run away quickly.
While this ghost king is still trapped in this arrogance...
Looking at each other, everyone nodded slightly, moved their feet, and broke out in all directions.
Today's plan, as Yue'er said, can break through one by one. It is the most important thing to report to Yang Feng, but it can no longer protect other people.
Stop them! "
The laughter stopped abruptly, and the ghost king looked at the swift figures with a gloomy expression and shouted.
Huh huh!
Hearing his order, those war emperor magic spirit masters hurriedly pursued, but after hearing a loud boom, a giant Buddha tens of feet high immediately appeared in front of everyone, blocking all of them. .
Yan Tianxing pinched the seal technique, among the giant Buddhas, with a firm expression on his face: If you want to chase them, you must pass the old man first, Fudo Ming Wangzun! "
Caring tricks, watch the old man crazy dragon claw! "
Roar!
With a roar, the ghost king immediately violently grabbed the golden Buddha with one claw, but when he heard a loud bang, the golden Buddha broke and turned into nothingness.
Yan Tianxing also puffed out, spouting a mouthful of red blood, which could not reach the ground, but his eyes were full of horror: Crazy Dragon God Claw Art? How did you know the unique skill of Brother Tie? "
Nonsense, this old man is his body. This body has practiced this stunt for hundreds of years, and the old man can learn it as long as he adapts to it. It's no big deal, hum. "
With a cold smile, the ghost king waved his hand, and someone immediately stepped forward and sealed Yan Tianxing's cultivation base.
Then a group of people pursued again, and within a short period of time, they all took down the remaining four Yelujia worshippers.
Gandiluo has been closely following Mo Shaoqiu. Mo Shaoqiu's face is calm, and he takes out a flute noncommittal, and sneers: Gandiro, this is the second time since the first battle in Chubei. Let's fight. "
Back then, the ghost king wanted to subdue you, so the old man let you go. Today is not so easy to talk, so take it to death. "
You let me go? Humph, stop bragging. Back then, the three major consecrations besieged me. Now you are alone. Do you still have that ability? "
With a sneer, Mo Shaoqiu immediately brought the flute to his mouth and blew it gently.
Overlap!
The sound of the melodious flute suddenly spread, and Mo Shaoqiu's figure gradually faded and disappeared. Gandiro's pupils couldn't help but shrank, and he waved the staff in his hand and shouted: I want to play with me Mental interference? The imaginary is the imaginary, you can't beat the old man, Wanmu descends! "
Boom boom boom!
In a short time, with a loud shout, countless terrifying green plants immediately rose from the ground to the sky, bombarding everything around them wildly, but within a short time, the entire Yelu Mansion was razed to the ground.
Old thing, you hide, I want to see where you can hide, hum! "
Gandiro curled his lips in disdain, with a wicked expression on his face.
Mo Shaoqiu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but ridicule when he heard it: Gandiro, do you think the old man had suffered from your group of attacks back then, will he take it a second time now? Hahaha..."
A big laugh is so free and unrestrained.
Gandiluo frowned and watched the surrounding movement carefully, but he suddenly saw that the terrifying plants he had summoned all attacked him, completely out of control.
At this moment, Gandiro couldn't help but pale in shock.
Could it be that Mo Shaoqiu's mind control technique of the undead was so strong that he could control the plants he summoned?
This is impossible!
Gandiro was shouting in his heart, but his eyes were getting more and more frightened...